Psalms 36

1 For the Chief Musician. By David, the servant of the LORD. A revelation is within my heart about the disobedience of the wicked: There is no fear of God before his eyes.

`To victorie, to Dauid, `the seruaunt of the Lord. The vniust man seide, that he trespasse in hym silf; the drede of God is not bifor hise iyen.

2 For he flatters himself in his own eyes, too much to detect and hate his sin.

For he dide gilefuli in the siyt of God; that his wickidnesse be foundun to hatrede.

3 The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit. He has ceased to be wise and to do good.

The wordis of his mouth ben wickidnesse and gile, he nolde vndirstonde to do wel.

4 He plots iniquity on his bed. He sets himself in a way that is not good. He does not abhor evil.

He thouyte wickidnesse in his bed, he stood nyy al weie not good; forsothe he hatide not malice.

5 Your loving kindness, LORD, is in the heavens. Your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

Lord, thi merci is in heuene; and thi treuthe is `til to cloudis.

6 Your righteousness is like the mountains of God. Your judgments are like a great deep. LORD, you preserve man and animal.

Thi riytfulnesse is as the hillis of God; thi domes ben myche depthe of watris. Lord, thou schalt saue men and beestis;

7 How precious is your loving kindness, God! The children of men take refuge under the shadow of your wings.

as thou, God, hast multiplied thi merci. But the sones of men; schulen hope in the hilyng of thi wyngis.

8 They shall be abundantly satisfied with the abundance of your house. You will make them drink of the river of your pleasures.

Thei schulen be fillid gretli of the plentee of thin hows; and thou schalt yyue drynke to hem with the steef streem of thi likyng.

9 For with you is the spring of life. In your light we will see light.

For the wel of life is at thee; and in thi liyt we schulen se liyt.

10 Oh continue your loving kindness to those who know you, your righteousness to the upright in heart.

Lord, sette forth thi mercy to hem, that knowen thee; and thi ryytfulnesse to hem that ben of riytful herte.

11 Do not let the foot of pride come against me. Do not let the hand of the wicked drive me away.

The foot of pryde come not to me; and the hond of the synnere moue me not.

12 There the workers of iniquity are fallen. They are thrust down, and shall not be able to rise.

There thei felden doun, that worchen wickidnesse; thei ben cast out, and myyten not stonde.